Living a Mindful Life

jumbo puppy www.hispasturepressDiesel and I were secured in the dog park when I heard a little voice squeal with delight, “Look mom, a jumbo puppy!” He did not see a chunky wrinkle-faced bulldog, he saw a jumbo puppy! The tiny boy clung to the chain link fence with intent, with nothing short of delight in his eyes. A memory formed in the boy’s mind that instant, the days he saw a tiger-striped chubby dog that strolled in a rolling motion and snorted as he went.

This notice of simple pleasure reminded me to treat today, every day, as the best day ever.

To see life through the eyes of a child.

The sun suddenly became brighter. Blue deepened from horizon to horizon. Clouds fluffed. Air freshened.

This coffee mug that sits within my reach holds not just any ordinary beverage and it is not of a simple design. It is painted with bright hues of red, blue, yellow, and green. I could be drinking it on a veranda, admiring the beautiful Hill Country. I see it. Do you? The coffee is perfectly steamy, with just a touch of vanilla…and something else that I do not recognize. Smooth. This is why they call it Texas Pecan. Today, I let it linger over my tongue. I enjoy every…single…drop.

As I prepare for my day, I am not simply dressing. I am staging my day with color. Today is a deep blue day…from turquoise to navy, with a touch of clay. I am choosing from the box of crayons of life once again. Is it periwinkle, or sea foam green? Perhaps it is tomato red tomorrow. Mountain meadow?

I am listening in these early morning hours to the hum of the refrigerator. I think of my grandmother’s large kitchen with her Formica topped table and white metal cabinets. The freezer and refrigerator filled with Missouri peaches and grandfather’s favorite salads. They also hummed away, holding the treasures from earth cold and fresh. The snoring buzz of the bulldog, the five-year-old jumbo puppy gives warmth to my heart. His eyes pop open now and then, but he is unconscious, the monkey. I hear the tapping of the keyboard. Happy sounds from my fingertips. Painting words on paper. This is not just the ordinary. This is life times one-hundred.

Hello world. I shake your hand. I hug your people. I embrace your beauty. I absorb what you, my Father, have surrounded my being with.

Today, I am who I am. I live in a “jumbo puppy” world.

This is the best day…ever.

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10 Comments Add yours

  1. What a heartfelt post. I love the description of your coffee drinking.

    1. Thank you. It is so healthy for us to see the beauty in all things, big or small…routine or not.

  2. Thank you so much for this post! It’s so easy for us to get wrapped up in everything we’re disappointed in, that sometimes we forget to just stop and appreciate the beauty that surrounds us. I LOVE your bully, Diesel; I am obsessed with bulldogs (and just the bullies, in general) and always hold an extra place in my heart for dogs and their people <3

    1. Awww…thank you! I am a softie for animals, and this one (Diesel) has stolen my heart completely.

      I am glad you enjoyed the post. As a writer, what moves me has to be shared. As Kayla Fioravanti says, “transparency” is so important, and for me, it is something I feel a great need to do.

  3. Donna says:

    Thank you for sharing the colors of your day. You have a beautiful way with words.

    1. Thank you, Donna. I am honored by your comment.

  4. Alex T says:

    This was cute ” jumbo puppy”- love it!

    1. The child definitely had an imagination!

  5. miriamcarl says:

    This post gives me such a warm and cozy feeling. Such a beautiful reminder to appreciate the small moments of everyday life. Oh and I love that term – “jumbo puppy.” :)

    1. Glad you enjoyed the post, Miriam. I think the small moments are just as, if not more so, important as the big ones.

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